Thursday, January 10, 2013

To Everything There Is A Season....

Happy New Year! When I look back at 2012 it's hard to believe that it started with discovering Mallory (oldest) had a rare heart condition that required an immediate catheterization and ended by learning my poor sweet baby boy has Autism, with Amy (middle) having lots and lots of Celiac-related health issues in between. But there were plenty of reasons to celebrate too!

In spite of everything, Denise and I had a very successful year, with Larkspur Interiors opening a booth and having 4 more amazing shows at Clover Market.

Mallory spent a week in New York City in July modeling followed by her TV debut in September. Amy's Celiac Disease is FINALLY under control and we can see a light at the end of the tunnel for our poor girl. And Cole is making huge strides through early intervention therapy twice a week.

Unfortunately my blog has suffered quite a bit as all of the aforementioned has left me with very little time to post. I've been beating myself up over it, but as I sit hear writing this I realize it would be silly to expect that much of myself. My most favorite verse comes from Ecclesiastes: To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under Heaven. Isn't that so true?

Another truism is that wisdom absolutely comes with age. And in my 40's I've learned that Superwoman I am not. That cape belongs to someone else. As much as I tried to do it all last year, and be everything to everyone, at the end of the day this Mama just doesn't have it in her. I would love nothing more than to wake up every morning with a smile ready to face the day and whatever it may bring. But the truth is I don't smile until I've had a least 2 cups of extra-bold coffee and 20 milligrams of Mommy's Little Helper, a.k.a. Serafem. By the end of the day I have nothing left to give. God has blessed me with the most wonderful husband on the planet who excels at picking up the pieces and taking over where I left off.

It seems appropriate to make a few resolutions for the new year and I would love nothing more than to resolve to blog at least 3 times a week, paint at least two pieces of furniture a week and while I'm at it resolve to lose at least 5 pounds a week all while being the best Mom/Wife/Friend I can possibly be. But doing so would only set myself up for failure and that's not how I want to start 2013. I'll be 44 this year and I'm getting wiser by the day. Like I now know that the only way I survived 2012 was through "Baby Steps". Taking one day at a time, sometimes one hour at a time. And knowing that I don't have to go through it alone.

3 comments:

Oh Bless you Kim! You are superwoman in my opinion. The fact that you are still blogging at all despite what you have faced is an attribute to your beautiful spirit. I thank you for continuing to share yourself and your work with us as well. I am sorry to say I am so out of touch that I did not know about your families personal struggles other then your middle childs. I will keep you and your family in my prayers for continued healing. I couldn't agree with you more about wisdom coming with age. Oh the things that are so important as we get older! A successful blogger does not make a successful person, IMOP. Everyone has such different reasons for blogging and I like reading blogs like yours where people are out there making a life and then sharing it. Unfortunately, I too do not get to connect as much as others because I work and do not have much time to devote to all the busywork making connections with others that are blogging. I have felt isolated many times before from certain blog cliques but then I get over and get on with my life which is so much more interesting anyways. It's fun to share and touch base with other bloggers when we can though and I'm grateful to have met you! Hang in there! You are doing well Lady!!!

I don't know how you post as often as you do. You have had a lot to deal with. So true - Everything has a season, and best to take a day at a time. If I was still working, I doubt I would even attempt to post, even as little as I do now.

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Finding bliss in everyday life and getting by with a little help from my friends: my college sweetheart-turned-husband and our 3 blissful kids - two teenage girls and one miracle baby boy. I'm fascinated by any inanimate object with a past. Imagining where things came from and who they belonged to is my passion. Finding a new home for them is my challenge.